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Chapter 111 Greed

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    Dozens of motorcycles lined the street, attracting many gazes, and a fat bearded man threw something over.

    Passed through the air, was caught by Mo Ben, raised the bunch of keys, got on a Harley motorcycle with a long handle, and patted the seat behind Wang Ruhu who was a little dazed at the door.

    "Hey Asian boy, get in the car!"

    Well

    The corner of Wang Ruhu's mouth twitched slightly. After taking back the two bags of money, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and sit behind Moben. The two tall, muscular men squeezed together.  Two adults riding a child's bicycle.

    For a moment, a group of strong men on motorcycles followed behind and drove across the street, causing pedestrians and vehicles to evade in a hurry.

    With the sound of the wind whistling in his ears, Mo Ben, who was on a motorcycle, turned his face and shouted to Wang Ruhu who was behind him: "What's your name?"

    Behind, Wang Ruhu still didn't know where to put his hands, so he had to push back.

    "Wang Ruhu."

    "Tiger? Very good! My name is Moben, and they all call me Kangaroo. Did you come to Australia just to fight with me?"

    "For the redstone on your body."

    "That kind of stone? There are many places, all over the world. If you don't fight with me, be my friend. I will tell you some news. There are many"

    The words were floating in the wind, sometimes big and sometimes small, Wang Ruhu could hear clearly, and suddenly felt that this sissy was quite cute, and it would be a good choice to make friends.

    The surrounding high-rise buildings, pedestrians, and shops all pass behind in the field of vision, and the speeding motorcycle turns to the street ahead.

    Among the pedestrians who stopped and watched on the street, a white man in a suit put down the magazine in his hand, looked at the group of motorcycle riders, tilted his head and pressed the headset.

    "The target is on Borolula North Street, heading towards the southern suburbs."

    Soon.

    Several Australian local vehicles parked on the outskirts of the city started, and Asasterman sat in one of them, hung up the communicator, and gritted his teeth and squeezed out a sound.

    "Set off!"

    This is in Australia. He doesn't need to abide by the rules like in the United States. When he gets here, if something happens, the Australian government will confess himself as his father.

    While the vehicle was driving away, in a small one-story bungalow in a community in the southern outskirts of the city, a woman who had just parked up to the door of her house whistled, dragged two bags from the trunk, and rang the doorbell.

    The one who opened the door was a somewhat drunk Caucasian man with short yellowish hair, a tall and thin figure, and a drunken reddish face. Seeing the woman come in with two bags, he shook the beer in his hand in confusion.  bottle.

    "Darling, you've come back with a lot to offer. My friends are here today. Hope it's something that will blow their minds."

    Obviously, a man already knew about his woman's career, and even got a lot of benefits. He stuffed the beer to the woman, took the luggage bag and walked to the living room, calling for a few men and women who were drinking similarly over there to come over.

    "Come all, see what surprise my dear has brought backwaitlet me see first."

    The bunny girl also came over and took the two bags from the bar. Because of her haste, she didn't see what was inside.

    A group of people suddenly became interested and gathered around, like opening a blind box, full of curiosity and expectation.

    The Caucasian man slowly opened the zipper, and when a small section was exposed, he only opened one eye and looked in. He suddenly raised his face and looked at his girlfriend in disbelief, as if he had woken up drunk, and pulled the zipper again.  When I opened another old-looking luggage bag, all I saw were stacks of tied beautiful knives.

    "What did you see? Let me see it too."

    The bunny girl wanted to see it, but suddenly the white man hugged her face, kissed her unexpectedly, and said with a big smile, "Honey, this time you will take back our future life!"

    After finishing speaking, in the eyes of other people, the zipper on the luggage bag was completely unzipped, revealing the piles of cash inside, the colorful colors dazzled everyone's eyes, the bunny girl covered her mouth, excitedly  Jump in place.

    "It's really so much moneyMy God, I thought it might be some clothes, some computers, daily necessities, I didn't expect"

    "Quickly, let's see what else is there besides money!"

    The eyes of the other men and women were all red, and they couldn't help urging the couple to pour out the money in the luggage and take the opportunity to touch a few stacks to hide it.??I know, with the opened zipper, I reached out and touched it, and thenit was smooth and smooth, and there was a plastic bag next to it, which also contained round things.

    Under the urging of others, the Caucasian man slowly took out the smooth thing. It turned out to be a blue bowling ball, and he blinked his eyes suspiciously.

    "In a pile of money, put a bowling ball?"

    Just in doubt, the girlfriend at the side couldn't bear her temper, reached out and touched the bottom by herself, and tore off the plastic bag. The bag was not transparent, and there was a faint smell.

    "What, it smells so bad." The woman opened the bag and peeked in, her face suddenly changed wildly, she screamed "Ah¡ª¡ª", she threw the bag, and it fell to the ground with a bang, rolling out a powdery  shriveled head.

    The drunken men and women all around suddenly woke up from the alcohol, their faces turned pale and they all backed away. The white man holding the bowling ball was also startled by his girlfriend's sudden scream, and the bowling ball in his hand fell to the floor and cracked.  , revealing a lime-smeared head rolling on the ground.

    For a while, the people who were sobered up by the wine realized that so much money and dead heads may come from a dangerous way.

    "Where did you steal the money from?"

    Caucasian men¡¯s lips trembled a little. It¡¯s not like I¡¯ve never seen a murder before. But cutting off the head and pickling it is not something ordinary murderers can do. It¡¯s either a special hobby, or they use the head to hand over the task. No matter which one, it¡¯s them fucking  I can't afford it.

    "Inat the barthere was an Asian guyhe was fighting with a group of gay men. I saw two bags on the ground and took them away."

    The woman closed her eyes and didn't dare to look at the two heads on the ground. When she stammered about the reason, everyone in the living room heard the sound of rumbling motorcycles approaching from far away, and there was no trace of blood on their faces.

    Looking from the window, on the left and right sides of the road outside the courtyard, there are densely packed motorcycles, and there are big and round men sitting on them.

    Boom boom

    The motorcycles stopped in place and roared. Wang Ruhu got off and patted Mo Ben's shoulder. He had excellent eyesight, so he naturally saw several men and women gathered together in the house.

    Turning sideways to Moben in the car, he said, "I'll do the rest by myself, you guys go back first, I'll find you at Brothers Bar later."

    "No no I believe you will be soon."

    Moben just asked his subordinates to disperse and turn off the flames. He didn't intend to leave first. "With such a strong body, fighting must have a more extraordinary charm. I must stay and appreciate it."

    "Look at it if you want."

    Wang Ruhu didn't want to continue talking, turned around and walked towards the flat-story house opposite, kicked the door and the door frame together and flew into the house, stepped on the door panel and walked to the living room, staring at the two heads on the ground and pointing.

    "Put it back on."

    The bunny girl and the white man swallowed their saliva, nodded their heads with difficulty, squatted down slowly, picked up the head on the ground with trembling hands, put it into the bowling ball and paper bag, carefully put it into the duffel bag, and re-zipped it.  step back.

    "It's already installed, sir, can you let us go?"

    The two faced each other, Wang Ruhu stood there without answering, suddenly turned his head and looked outside, Mo Ben was sitting on a motorcycle, squeezing his pimples in front of the mirror, as if he heard the sound of a car, turned away just like Wang Ruhu  As soon as he looked at him, he saw cars enveloping him one after another.

    A large number of men in black suits got out of the car and dispersed them. Among them was a rather handsome young man who smiled at them like a gentleman.

    "Girls, you can go away." (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com
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